ArHi FF:BETRAYAL IN YOUR LOVE SEASON II THD 3 - PART 11 PG.107

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Part 8

Khushi just reached at the Bar which is almost vacant.. The clock strike at 1am.. She started to look around and there she found her husband figure.. His head was and a arms was on the bar slab.. His coat was on the chair beside him.. She walked to him and touched his shoulder.. He literally turn with heavy eyes.. He smiled seeing her here..

Arnav: "Khushi..." He whisper..

Khushi: "Arnav.. Let me take you home.. You are not able to drive by your own.." She tried to touch his hand but he jerk out..

Arnav: "I don't want to burden you.. I will call my driver.." He was about to dial his drivers number but before he could she snatched the phone from his grips..

Khushi(Angrily): "Stop being stubborn Arnav..!" She snapped out.. "Let me take you.." She tried to make him stood up on his feet but he was beyond her control.. He was just staring at her and smirked..

Arnav: "Do you still love me..?" Her eyes was glued on him.. She don't knew what she should answer to him.. Even the feel of loves still exist in her but she can't confessed.. She need time to understand and come out from her grief..

Khushi: "Arnav.. I.." He placed his index finger on her lips and pulled her closed to him by resting his one arms on her waist..

Arnav: "You don't have to tell me anything.. I know I don't deserve you.. I know Khushi.." His voice reflect pain.. He was about to fall down but she hold him hurriedly and balance his body.. She was looking at his face.. His eyes was closed and he was already dawn in the alcohol effect.. She called a waiter to help her to get him in the car.. She drove the car from the bar to her own apartment.. She didn't knew in which hotel is he staying and it would only ruin his reputation if any media saw him in this states..

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Apartment

Khushi open the door and the security guards help her to bring her husband till her residence.. She was lost of strength to manage him.. While, Driving he was just mumbling some un-understandable words.. They made him seat on the couch and excused themselves.. Khushi locked the door behind them and went to kitchen to get some strong black coffee for him..

She seat beside him and try to touch this cheeks.. He slowly open his eyes and looked deep in her eyes.. His eyes moist in sudden..

Arnav: "Ryana.." He called softly only to escape a tear from his eyes.. Khushi frown her brows not understanding the reason he took their daughters name..??

Khushi: "Arnav.. Have this coffee.." She tried to divert the topic but in next moment he hold her hand..

Arnav: "Can I request something from you..??" She nodded weakly.. "I wanted to see my daughter.." Alone tear rolled from her eyes.. "I know she is no more here but I wanted to feel her presence.. I wanted to touch her Khushi.." His heart was getting heavier to pour out his own thought..

Khushi: "I have something.."

She went towards the room.. She took out the semi size box from her wardrobe and went to him and settle herself beside him..

Khushi: "This is the only frock I'm able to give to my daughter.. I made it with my own hand but I didn't get a chance to make her wear it.." Her voice cracked.. Arnav hold the same frock which been wear by his daughter.. He touched the material and a tear escaped from his eyes..

Arnav: "Is she beautiful likes you..?" his eyes were on the frock just admiring his daughter in it...

Khushi: "She looks pale most of the time.. I didn't get a chance to see her from near since I gives her birth.. I was just waiting at the glass door.. The doctor and nurses never allowed me to carry her nor feed her my milk.. She was very weak.. She can't breathe without the machine's help.. But once she.." She stopped.. It was getting tough for her to say further but still she wanted to finish her uncompleted sentence.. She wanted to be free from all this grief and the only person who can overcome her is HIM.. Her own husband a father of her daughter and son.. "I only able to carry her in my arms when she was no more.. She already leave me.. But still I was hoping she open her eyes and come back to me but it didn't happen.. I was left alone to handle all this.. I wanted to end my life but Aryan.. I can't leave me just because of my selfishness.. He too needs me.." Her tear was rolling on her cheeks..

Arnav: "Will Ryana forgive me Khushi.. Will she forgive her Papa..??" He gulped down his sorrow.. Khushi was in terrible pain.. Her heart ached seeing him saying this and how he was broken holding the last frock of Ryana.. She stood up and run to her room.. She locked the door and cried on her knees.. It happen years ago but still the wounds of 10^th December is still fresh in her..

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After few hours..

Khushi come out from her room after composing herself.. She went to check him but to her disappointment she couldn't found his presence in the living room.. She looked at the kitchen and some corner but still he wasn't there.. She could see their daughter frock was still on the table beside the box.. She was about to call him but stopped when she saw the balcony windows was open.. She took a small step.. She could see it was raining outside there and she hope he wasn't standing under the heavy rains.. She open the window widely and there she was shocked seeing him seating on the floor.. With his clothes drenches with the rain.. She rushed to him ignoring herself drenching along with him..

Khushi: "Arnav.. What are you doing here..??" She asked him by touching his shoulder.. He was just looking at the gloomy sky blankly.. "Arnav..??" She shook him..

Arnav: "Our daughter is crying Khushi.. She hates me.." his voice cracked.. She couldn't see him in pain and she hurriedly hugged him and trying to calm him but he wasn't in a states to understand.. "This rain reflect my daughter's tear.. She is expressing her hatred to me.. She won't call me Papa.. She hates me Khushi.."

Khushi: "Arnav.. A daughter can never hate her father.." He smiled..

Arnav: "But my Ryana would hate me.. I destroy her mother not only once but twice.. I made her mother cry.. Not once but several time.." Khushi pulled back from the hugged and cupped his cheeks..

Khushi: "Arnav.. You are making things more complicated.. Let go in.. Its raining here.." He nodded a NO..

Arnav: "I wanted to be with my daughter.. I'm such a bad father.. I do felt she was in pain but I couldn't do anything.. My heart ached on the day she closed her eyes but I couldn't come.. She was calling me Khushi but I didn't knew it was my daughter.. If I knew it was her then I would surely leave everything behind and rushed to save her but again I was late.. Late to repair my mistake.. I was late to find out the exact pain I felt on 10^th December.. I was late for everything.." His tear rolled and mixed with the tear of his daughter..

Khushi was stunned hearing this.. She didn't knew he was in pain the day she lost her daughter..

Arnav: "But my pain was nothing in front of yours.. It was nothing.. You suffer everything alone.. You composed you alone and me..?? Don't even worthy to called as a husband nor a father.." His heart was bleeding today.. He just wanted to let out what he felt..

Khushi: "There is no point of regretting now Arnav.." He hugged her and cried on her shoulder.. Today the man who writes his own destiny is crying again because of the lost he felt within him.. He didn't even get the opportunity to carry his own daughter nor he gets the opportunity to see her for the last time.. He lost the most precious person of his life.. His own Daughter..

Arnav: "Just tell me can I bring her back..?? What should I do to bring back my daughter Khushi..? What should I do..?? Just tell me away Khushi.. I want my daughter and asked forgiveness from her.. I want her Khushi.. Please request to your Devi Maiyya to send her back to me.. I will repent thousands time for my mistake I will Khushi.. Please your Devi Maiyya will listen to you.. Khushi.." He cried his heart out on his wife shoulder..

Khushi: "Arnav she won't come back.." That made him cried more harder as he felt he was a useless father in this world..

Arnav: "I'm sorry Khushi.. I'm sorry for everything.. I shouldn't misunderstand you and spoil your life.. I shouldn't leave you alone on altar.. I should search you earlier but again I was late.. I'm sorry Khushi.. Muhje maaf kardo.. (Forgive me..)" She was just numbed and silently weeping just like him.. After some time passed away she tried to take him in the room by gaining all her courage.. She made him seat on the recliner.. She saw his eyes was closed and he already dozed off.. She went in the bathroom to get changed.. She come out hurriedly and was looking at her husband's pale skin.. She took out a trouser and a shirt which she kept with her since they was apart and he didn't even realize his belongs was missing from his wardrobe..

She went to him and wipe his face with the towel and switch off the main lights only let the dim lights to bright her room.. She open his shirt and his pant.. Her hand was literally trembling but still she managed to change him.. She kept his drenches clothes on the ground and make him wear his night trouser and shirt.. Once done she took him towards her bed and made him laid down.. She touched his cheeks and kissed at the corner of his lips..

Khushi: "Ryana won't hate you Arnav.. She would always love you the way Aryan loves you.. Where ever she is she would be happy seeing you being with her brother.. Even she didn't get the opportunity to be love by her father but still she would be happy as she do have a father like other kids.." She rested her face on his chest and dozed off along with him.. Today is the day where they share their bed after years.. She hugged him and cover themselves with the duvet..

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